I often ask this question, because I don't find any true answers and I guess it depends on people, but how common/uncommon is it to age without really falling in love with someone. I tend to be ina paradoxical situation where I am someone both very sensitive and at the same time experience a form of emotional detachment. If I am going to meet someone new, my first reaction would be to analyze the person I meet and figure what are the qualities and flaws of that person, figure if I have common points or not, and if that person is or is not reliable.
But I have the feeling most of peoplei know who fell in love did not spend a lot of time analyzing(some people feel in love early when they were 16, and sometimes that love last) or met at university,,etc. Being 32 I sometimes wonder if romantic love is not a convenient invention to promote relationships, but I see them happening and I don't get why? My brain processes the data but it feels like a complete strange event to me. Mentally, I feel in a bunkerized state where anything news will be reviewed in terms of threat level/benefits/risks.
I also consider many situations I know of where relationships did not end well at all. I have also in mind a quote from an author that wrote the question of life is the question of pain you inflict to other(and implicitly the pain you receive).
But I have the feeling most of peoplei know who fell in love did not spend a lot of time analyzing(some people feel in love early when they were 16, and sometimes that love last) or met at university,,etc. Being 32 I sometimes wonder if romantic love is not a convenient invention to promote relationships, but I see them happening and I don't get why? My brain processes the data but it feels like a complete strange event to me. Mentally, I feel in a bunkerized state where anything news will be reviewed in terms of threat level/benefits/risks.
I also consider many situations I know of where relationships did not end well at all. I have also in mind a quote from an author that wrote the question of life is the question of pain you inflict to other(and implicitly the pain you receive).